The icy water poured into her mouth, nose and ears, and she struggled hard, but unfortunately her hands and feet were tied and she couldn't use her strength.

Bai Jingxuan. She meditated in her heart, feeling that her chest, lungs, and nose were full of water, and she was uncomfortably breathless, and gradually lost her strength.

With a bang, she was pulled up again by the jailer. With her green hair dripping wet, she coughed hard, spit out a few mouthfuls of water, felt a dim look in front of her, and slowly opened her eyes.

Her eyes were blurry, her ears were buzzing, and she saw the warden's mouth open and close, but she could no longer hear what he was saying.

In the haze, I saw a jailer come over with a tray and lift the white cloth, which was densely packed with small needles.

"Do you say it or don't you say it? Don't say it, don't blame me for not pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, you thin skin and tender meat, poke a few holes, and see how you still charm the prince. ”

She couldn't say a word at this point, she could only gasp for air, drops of water sliding down her pale cheeks, her eyelashes curling long and covered with droplets.

She saw a jailer approach, and with a stabbing pain in her back, the silver needle pierced into her body.

She gritted her teeth and said nothing.

Seeing her so tough, the jailer sneered in his heart, and the dense silver needles pierced her in the back of her heart.

A burst of stabbing pained her to the bone marrow.

"This girl is quite strong!" The warden narrowed his eyes: "Stab her in the chest, see if she can stand it." ”

The jailer nodded, and all the silver needles pierced her breasts and heart.

"Ahh She snorted, beads of sweat the size of beans kept sliding down, and the chain made a rattling sound.

"Jing Shuo, Jing Shuo......" she kept calling his name. Look up at the dimly lit room, and the brutal jailers.

Only a few oil lamps in the room flickered faintly. When it is blown by the wind, it is extinguished as if it were about to be extinguished. She smelled the smell of blood on her body, mixed with the rancid smell of the water just now, and couldn't help but vomit it for a while.

The jailer let go of her in disgust, hiding far away, and the warden walked over slowly, his fat body like a mountain blocking her face: "Do you recruit or not?" What is your purpose lurking around the Eighth Prince? Is it the work of the four princes? Or someone else's eyeliner? ”

Liu Xinzi stared at that person and sneered: "You're dying." ”

"Bold! Dare to curse the court officials! The warden was furious and slapped her in the face.

A few slaps, hitting her with stars in the eyes. The corners of his mouth were dripping with blood.

"Put her back in the water prison!"

The jailer held her up to hang her, when suddenly there was a loud bang, and the cell door was opened, and a great force lifted her up. She came back to her senses and had landed in a familiar embrace.

"Jing Shuo."

"Eighth Prince......" The warden trembled with fright when he saw him.

He saw the figure, approaching step by step, with the horror of the storm, on Bai Jingshuo's handsome and incomparable face, covered with frost, hideous and terrifying, gritting teeth, as if to tear him apart.

"Eighth Prince, Eighth Prince, spare your life......" The jailer knelt on the ground, only to feel a pressure pressed down violently, making them tremble uncontrollably.

"Jing Shuo, I'm fine." She looked at his red eyes and hugged him, close to his chest.

"Well, close your eyes and sleep for a while." He gently coaxed her, she closed her eyes, heard the clear groan of Chixiao out of the sheath, smelled a strong smell of blood on the tip of her nose, and screamed in her ears.

"Let Xiao Jing and Fang Wuya go to Yujing Palace."

Coldly dropped a sentence, and he walked out with her in his arms.